Shoaneb had read the announcement made on the network by someone named Tifa Lockheart. A restaurant opening... what a curious thing. She wondered how long this person had lived in the city. As far as Shoaneb had observed, the natives of this city didn't seem to use the network all that much despite their apparent admiration of the journal devices.

Opening a business wasn't something to do unless one thought that they would be in this place for a long time, was it? Of course, the economy of Paixao seemed merely to be based of anything that shone made opening a business... then again, Shoaneb realized, she didn't know very much about things like that.

So it wasn't with an interest in food that Shoaneb headed through the city, not bothering with an umbrella despite the rain. She wrung out the hem of her cloak when she stepped inside, taking in the restaurant with an expression of great interest on the lower half of her face.